МУРКА - Russian criminal song Murka

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Street musician Vladimir from Belarus is playing Russian criminal song Murka (Мурка) with accordion near the Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris. The song from the movie "Место встречи изменить нельзя" was performed by Russian actor Михаил Гулько.

Lyrics (Russian)

Прибыла в Одессу банда из Ростова,
В банде были урки, шулера.
Банда занималась черными делами,
И за ней следила Губчека.

В банде была баба, звали бабу Муркой
Мурка атаманшею была
Даже злые урки, и те боялись Мурки
Воровскую жизнь она вела

Мурка, ты мой муреночек
Мурка, ты мой котеночек
Мурка, Маруся Климова,
Прости любимого

Раз пришли мы с дела,
Выпить захотелось
Мы пошли в шикарный ресторан
А там сидела Мурка
В кожаной тужурке
А из-под полы торчал наган

Здравствуй, моя Мурка,
Здравствуй, дорогая,
Здравствуй, моя Мурка и прощай,
Ты зашухерила всю нашу малину
И перо за это получай

Что ж те не хватало,
Что ж те было мало,
Что же я тебе не воровал?
Кольца и браслеты, шляпы и жакеты
Разве я тебе не покупал?

Мурка, ты мой муреночек
Мурка, ты мой котеночек
Мурка, Маруся Климова,
Прости любимого

[WorldStreetMusic]

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[zarevasylvia]

What an expressive face! A fine rendition of the song too!

[loziotirzan]

Very nice! Better than any gangsta rap, that's sure. I love underworld songs!

[milessidorovich]

I swear I'll come here again and I'll be able to understand it *determination face here*

[toxatoxa]

Не изменяйте пож мелодию, эта песня легенда на века!!!

[MemoryOfTheAncestors]

Warning, translation is not perfect, Russian thieves' slang almost defies translation!

A gang from Rostov came to Odessa,
A gang of criminals and card-cheats.
A gang was engaging in the dirty business
And the local Cheka* followed close behind.

A woman was in gang, they called her Murka,
She was a chieftain.
Even the nastiest of outlaws feared Murka,
For she led the reckless life of a thief.

Murka, you are my little purring one,
Murka, you are my kitten,
Murka, Marusya Klimova,
Please forgive your lover!

is missing out in the
So then there were some murders, and then some raids and round-ups,
And lots of our guys disappeared.
How can we find out who became informer
So that we can get our revenge?


Once, after the heist, we wanted to get a drink,
So we went in some swank restaurant.
Murka sat there in a fur jacket,
And a handgun stuck out from under her skirt.

Hello my Murka, my darling Murka,
Hello my Murka, and farewell!
You betrayed entire our gang,
And now you can take the bullet!

Murka, what's going on, what are you playing at?
Wasn't I the one who was dressing you up so nice?
Rings and bracelets, skirts and jackets,
Wasn't i the one who was stealing all of this for you?

Murka, you are my little purring one,
Murka, you are my kitten,
Murka, Marusya Klimova,
Please forgive your lover!

*Cheka - Emergency Commission for Combating Counter-Revolution and Sabotage during the Russian Civil War.

[MegaGermanShepherds]

I was hoping for the other instrument parts on this song! Darn! I love hearing the tenor sax from the recording I listened on a Russian Folk Song Playlist. It is so awesome and it gives it a different feel toward Murka.

[Kriegter]

Ah I like those times. Now it's just jumping music and people squatting everywhere.

[vladimirnovak]

U nás nazpíval Petr Haničinec pod názvem: "Máňa".

[someonewhosupportukraine]

gang from Rostov came to Odessa,

A gang of criminals and card-sharps.

It busied itself with shady activities

And the local Cheka followed close behind.

 

Nighttime darkness, only wind howls,

And in the flea market a committee came together -

These were hooligans, malicious criminals,

That formed this urgent committee.

 

A woman led the posse, a woman called Murka,

Clever and daring she was.

Even the nastiest of outlaws feared her,

For she led the reckless life of a thief.

 

Murka, you are my little purring one,

Murka, you are my kitten,

Murka, Marusya Klimova,

Please forgive your lover!

 

So then there were some murders, and then some raids and round-ups,

And lots of our guys disappeared.

How can we find out who has turned informer

So that we can get our revenge?

 

Once we got busy, we wanted to get a drink,

So we sat down in some swank restaurant.

Murka sat there in a fur jacket,

And a handgun stuck out slightly from her jacket.

 

Murka, what's going on, what are you playing at?

Wasn't I the one who dressed you up so nice?

Rings and bracelets, skirts and jackets,

Didn't I do good by you?

 

Hello my Murka, my darling Murka,

Hello my Murka, and goodbye!

You betrayed our entire gang,

And now you can take the bird feather (knife)

 

Murka, you are my little purring one,

Murka, you are my kitten,

Murka, Marusya Klimova,

[camcoder]

This is what lots of Vodka will do to you.